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[trainmasters]

Who: Everyone
When: Day 64, late morning
Where: the Aurora

[ Good morning, citizens of the Aurora! Or is it afternoon? The air seems to be filled with a fog that's rolled in out of seemingly nowhere, although if you let it fall on your tongue you may notice it tastes like Sprite... or some similair type of soda.

Speaking of that fog though, there's something else strange about it - wandering into it might cause you to weep uncontrollably, or at least until you hug someone. So... have fun with that! ]

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[wontforbidtherain]

[Cat hand headed out into the mists for a short time, because she likes the fog. The fact the fog doesn't smell of rain or salt was upsetting. At least, that's the reason she assumes she's crying.]